A steak fry is still a fry.A steak nugget is still a piece of steak.Never will it matter how they're both dressed on a plate,Cracked and soon to break.From it's weight.More than your aching stomach's meant to handle,While you laugh at the possibility of blacking out and,Falling on your face.Stuff your mouth all you want,Not... Continue Reading →
Delightfully AWOL (Monologue)
The same, the same, the same, the same, the same! That's just how it's been for the past few weeks and it's driving me insane. I may have reached two months without smoking marijuana, but something is still missing. A part of myself still seems to be AWOL without ever wanting to come back… All... Continue Reading →